- Anyone ever had those days where just every seems to rub you the wrong way?
I like to think everyone does, either that or I just have a short fuse...
Basically, the other day everyone was pissing me off. The day had not started well, and it had started at pretty much midnight, where I was frantically trying to open the folder that contained the assignment due that day, but with no success.
I soon gave up, with plans to do it during morning tutor. After less than 6 hours of sleep I got up, and headed to school, hoping like heck I could get it all done during the half hour of tutor I had. This was where the trouble started.
So picture this; I'm at a computer working away happily, when person 1 comes along. Let's call them, P1. Now P1 is proving to be no annoyance so far, and keeps to themselves. Then P2 comes along. Feel free to insert ominous music here.
P1 and P2 subsequently engage in fascinating conversation, which I have no inerest in. Usually I can deal with background noise when I'm working, I usually work with music blasting after all. Unfortunately, it was the placement of these people that made there voices chew into my brain like worms.
P1 is to my right, on the computer next to me. P2 is on my left, but on the desk behind me, still very close though, less than a metre away. So I had P1's voice going into one ear, and P2's voice coming into the other. All the while, I'm trying to concentrate on my work. Turns out that I struggle to work while people are talking through me.
But don't let me fool you into thinking that this is the end. Oh no, not only do they continue talking but they attempt to include me into it. I'm typing away, struggling to ignore them, when P2 asks me a question. I feign mild hearing loss.
"Hm?" I say, pretending I didn't quite catch what was said, a subtle hint towards the fact that I was working and I did not want to listen, let alone by included, into their conversation. P2 does not get my subtle message, they repeat their question. I answer, and continue with my work.
Thankfully I am saved by the bell. A half hour has passed, and I was unable to finish what little I had left to do on my assignment.
Thankyou so much, P1 and P2 for starting my day on such a fabulous high, and using up the little patience I keep for people who spread themselves across corridors and walk like they've just had a hip replacement, and people who confuse doorways for translucent walls they can stop and hug casually in front of.
